NEXT UP! 3 134 urinals are still there, on one wall, white enamel with yellow stains. They look oddly like babies' coffins. […] The high school is old, the stalls are wooden, some kind of chipboard. I go into the second one from the end, swing the door to. Of course there are no longer any locks. In the wood there's a small hole, at the back, next to the wall, about waist height, souvenir of some previous vandalism or legacy of an ancient voyeur. Everyone in the Centre knows about this hole in the woodwork; everyone except the Aunts. I'm afraid I am too late, held up by Janine's Testifying: maybe Moira has been here already, maybe she's had to go back. They don't give you much time. I look carefully down, aslant under the stall wall, and there are two red shoes. But how can I tell who it is? I put my mouth to the wooden hole. Moira? I whisper. Is that you? she says. Yes, I say. Relief goes through me. God, do I need a cigarette, says Moira. Me too, I say. I feel ridiculously happy. […] enamel – glerungur a stall – bás a chipboard – spónaplata waist height – mittishæð legacy – arfleifð a voyeur – gluggagægir aslant – á ská relief – léttir Margaret Atwood (born 1939) is a highly recognised Canadian author and environmental activist. Since her debut in the late 60s she has written numerous novels, short stories, essays, scripts and poetry. Her novel The Handmaid's Tale has been adapted into a critically acclaimed HBO series consisting of four seasons.
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